Blood drips down my arm

Blood drips down my arm,
It’s like i’m obsessed with this harm,
My scars are a disgrace,
Tears roll down my face,
Feels like my life’s going in a small pace,
Who to talk to? and Who to trust?,
It’s like everyday, i’m getting cussed.

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  1. irenepyonk says:

    ^_^ :(:(:o ;-( :lol: so true :D :)

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